Lea's POV
This is probably the best day of my entire life. We arrived in the port an hour before the time written on the ticket, which was 1PM. We spent the hour staring at the majestic ship, drooling over its beauty, its perfection. It is hard to believe that SS Destiny is in front of us.
"So, aren't we going to board this ship?" Asked Angel. "There are lots of butterflies in my tummy already."
"Aye, aye, Captain." I replied. I can't believe it. Me. My best friend. On the Destiny Cruise. SS Destiny.
“I’ll just get the luggage then.” She said as she went to get our bags. I stared at the ship’s exterior for one last time before going inside.
“I could use some help here.” Angel said. In her hands were two trolleys and two bags.
“Sorry.” I said, grabbing a trolley and a bag from her. “Let’s go?”
She nodded. The captain of the ship then toured us around along with the rest of the passengers. After the tour, one of the attendants led us to our room.
"126? 126??" I exclaimed. "Why couldn't it be 143?"
"It's okay. You don't really need to have the same details as your mom's. C'mon, Lea." Angel said.
We entered the room. It was not bad. Actually, it is the best place I have ever seen in my entire life. There was only one bed yet is was huge that four people could even have more than enough space. I was deeply mesmerized by the room but I remembered the reason why I am here.
"But Angel! I need to see Room 143!" I stomped my feet.
"Okay, okay. We'll go later. Just please let me sleep first. Please?" She gave me the best puppy eyes. Well, perhaps I should get some sleep too.
"Okay."
Liam’s POV
It has been six long months of touring around the world. It has been tiring and we need relaxation so badly. Luckily, Paul allowed to have a week off work and bought us tickets to a small cruise. There are only two beds inside our room that we’ll have to cuddle together.
"Hey, what will you guys do tonight?" Louis asked.
"I don’t know. Sleep perhaps?" Harry replied.
"Oh, come on! Let's go have a drink." Suggested Niall.
Zayn yawned. "You go ahead. I'm sleepy." He said.
I left my things beside my bed and took off my shirt. I headed to the bathroom to take a shower.
"How about you, Liam?" Asked Niall and Louis in unison.
"I guess I'll stay. I'm tired." I answered from the shower.
"Nah! You're just cowards." Louis said. He sounded as if he was jumping on and off Harry's bed. "Come on, Hazza!"
"Argggh! No!!" Harry pleadingly said. "Please, Niall, get Louis off my bed and get out of this room!"
Soon, Niall dragged Louis away from Harry. Eventually, they went to the bar and left us.
"Goodnight guys." Zayn said. I looked at the clock as I went back to the room. It was just 1:30 in the afternoon.
Zayn and Harry were already fast asleep and snoring on the other bed. I grinned as I jumped into the empty bed wearing a bathrobe, too tired to change.
Lea’s POV
It was 2: 50 in the afternoon when I woke up. I decided to take a warm bath for I thought I really needed one. I took with me a bath towel and took a bath. I stayed soaking myself in the bathtub for almost half an hour. I reached for my luggage as I got out of the bath. Instead of my clothes, I found men’s clothes inside.
“Angel!” I screamed. “These are not my stuff!”
She fell from the bed. “What?”
“I said this bag isn’t mine!” I said.
She looked at me apologetically. “Oops, sorry.”
“Can you lend me some clothes?” I asked. “We need to go to the information desk, just to seek help.”
Liam’s POV
“How did this happen?” I asked myself. I got the wrong luggage. Instead of my clothes, it contained girl’s clothing. “Zayn, please don’t play tricks on me.”
“What tricks?” Zayn asked. “Liam, you know I was asleep the whole time we were in here.”
“Harry, did you do anything?” I asked, raising my voice. I am totally freaking out. This trip is supposed to be the best vacation ever, but someone either switched bags with me or pulled a prank on me.
“No, I didn’t.” Harry said. He unquestionably looked and sounded fresh from his sleep.
“Ugh!” I said. I asked Zayn to lend me his clothes and then requested him to accompany me to the information desk.
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“Look, ma’am, I don’t really think I can help you. We have more than three hundred passengers. We can’t possibly...”
“BUT THAT BAG CONTAINS MY CLOTHES!” A girl’s voice screamed.
We headed into the information desk right after I had changed into Zayn’s clothes. We managed to disguise ourselves a little so that we won’t be noticed. I want to have my bag back so badly but I definitely don’t want to ruin our retreat either.
“Uh, Miss, I need help on something. You see, I accidentally switched bags with someone.” I approached the lady who seemed to be in charge of the information desk.
“Does the bag have any identification, sir?” She asked politely.
“I see…” The girl about eighteen years-old barged in. “When a handsome man asks for help, you try to help him right away. But when a…”
“What?” The woman who seems to be the administrator exclaimed. “But…”
“But what?” The girl cut her off.
The woman stood from her seat. “That’s such a stupid thing to say. You come here, screaming about your missing stuff and then…”
“Well, Claudia…” I said, reading the administrator’s name from her nametag. “… I think you should help us both. Like, right now.”
Luckily, both of them calmed down. I saw Harry and Zayn, both with their eyes glued at me. I nudged both of them and looked at the teenage girl. “I suppose this is yours.”
“I think so.” She answered. I handed her the bag. She unzipped it and scanned what’s inside. “Yeah, it is.”
“Next time, stay calm.” I said, grinning. She smiled at me and handed me my bag. I was about to return to our room when she called my attention.
“Hey!” Her friend said. She walked towards us and offered a handshake. “I’m Angel and this is Lea. You are?”
“I’m Li… Lyndon.” I said. I almost said Liam, but luckily, Zayn pinched my arm before I was able to. “And these are my friends, Harvey and Zach.”
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Stranded
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